Why do we fight with our friends?

Sometimes I wonder why? You call them friends because they care about you and you, them. Sometimes in anger you do very stupid things like I did a couple of days back with my room-mate/ elder brother/ good friend. I hurt him deeply and i know i did it purposely. You should always be careful about what you say, I've always been told that and taught that.

Yet I hurt him knowingly and i fear this time i might have lost him forever. I found a beautiful poem on friendship while trawling the net. I dont know who the author is so i cannot convey my deepest feelings of gratitude for him.

This is my tribute to my friend Anurag.

Friendship:

It is rare that you meet someone

who with that first smile becomes your friend.

Someone who knows nothing about you one day

and all your secret thoughts the next.

Someone who asks for nothing in return

for friendship but friendship itself.

Someone who makes it just as easy to

share sadness as it is to share joy.

I found that rare someone when I found you.

And like a precious memory

A friendship like ours is forever.

enter quietly Into my world...

Walk slowly through my life...

Leave an Imprint on my heart...

Weave your song through my memories...

Touch my dreams with your smile... Know me....
Be my friend...